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Tim Tomlinson Brooklyn Some days when I'm fed up I think I'll get divorced, move to Brooklyn, find one of those midriff kind of chicks with the navel ring, works in a juice bar practices Bikram, has some sort of Sanskrit shit tattooed on her most sacred sacrum, and get all kinds of healthy. Other days I think, it's your bed, buster, you made it, now you've got to weep in it. And weeping ain't so bad I guess except for all those fucking tears. |